The red wine is packed in a wooden box, which is very inconspicuous. Anne Cole was curious, opened a box, took out a bottle, looked at Fang Han, frowned and looked at Fang Han: "Fang Han, this is the top Ruiqi wine!"

Fang Han said: "It was produced by Hawke's Vineyard itself."

"It turns out that Richie was produced in his vineyard. This wine produces very little, but it is very famous. Anyone who likes wine knows it."

“Very expensive?”

"certainly!"

"Then drink it all the time!"

"Fang-Han-!" Anne Cole wore a loose long gown and denim shorts, with round white thighs that were particularly slender. She stamped her feet and said, "It must be a problem for such expensive wine to give so much!"

"Annie, don't worry, I saved his life."

"Save him?"

"Well, this gift is nothing."

"Okay, then." Anne Cole breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Be extra careful when dealing with these politicians, don't be harmed by them."

Fang Han nodded with a smile. This is very true. Politicians take it as their responsibility to figure out how others deal with others, and they are intrigue all day long, and they are unable to guard against it.

He has the ability to read the mind and have powerful force, and life and death are all in his mind, so he is not afraid of them having bad ideas.

Anne Cole opened a bottle happily, poured it out and took a sip, nodding in admiration. It was indeed the original Richie wine.

She poured it into the sobering utensil and tasted the dinner as much as possible.

Fang Han returned to the study, turned on the desk lamp, took out a small note and looked at it carefully. The note that was long and wide by two fingers was torn off randomly from somewhere, and a number of 1.5 million was written on it.

Fang Han guessed that this might be his own value. It was the amount of funds that Hawke wanted to kill him at the beginning, which was 1.5 million, which was quite a lot.

He closed his eyes and sensed the words and breath. There was a faint light. He slowly opened his eyes and sensed the direction.

He put away the notes and took out a book to read it, had dinner with Anne Cole, and wiped out a bottle of wine.

Annie Cole smiled, her cheeks were delicate and radiant. But she was moved. She threw herself into Fang Han's arms. Fang Han hugged her and rolled onto the bed without hesitation. After a lot of criticism, she turned her into a ball of mud and fell asleep.

Fang Han got up gently and drove away from the manor.

The car kept walking westward and came to a dirty neighborhood with tattooed young men swaying around, their eyes were green and like hungry wolves.

When they saw Fang Han's Rolls-Royce, they all stepped back carefully and looked from afar. They were hunters to the people in these neighborhoods, but prey to those who drove Rolls-Royce cars.

Fang Han got out of the car and glanced at the people in the dark. His eyes pierced into their hearts like a knife. They were inexplicably afraid, their brave legs trembled, and they turned around and ran away with timidity.

Fang Han slowly stepped into the darkness, blending with the shadow under the wall, and finally came to an apartment and stopped in front of 303.

With a slight sense, he gently pushed the door, and the worn-out security door opened silently. Fang Han stepped in, sideways to avoid the bullet and raise his hand and shoot.

The gunshots came to an abrupt end. Fang Han came to the door and a gray-haired middle-aged man fell to the ground, gritting his teeth and bleeding on his shoulders.

Fang Han came over to wipe his face, his eyebrows and beard fell, revealing his true face, a young man with mediocre facial features.

He stared at Fang Han tightly, his eyes as vicious as snakes.

Fang Han looked at him and nodded. He was indeed the person on the wanted order and asked in a deep voice: "Where is your companion?"

As he said that, he pressed his forehead. The young man shook his head and wanted to avoid it. After Fang Han pressed it, he stopped and his eyes slowly became confused.

After a moment, Fang Han put down his hand and frowned at him.

These guys are really cautious and don’t know each other’s locations. Once they take action, they will issue a contact password through their mobile phones.

It seems that they have received rigorous special training and are definitely not just a mercenary group.

He called the police, then looked through the things in the house, and finally found a black statue with a faint power on it.

This faint power suddenly turned into his holy power, and he recognized the black statue and once destroyed a camp in the desert.

He took nothing, just waiting for the police to come.

The two patrol officers who came recognized him immediately. Fang Han was famous all over the world and was a police business card. Almost every policeman knew him.

The two of them asked Fang Han politely for a few simple questions, then handcuffed the injured guy and sent him directly to the hospital, and accepted Fang Han's advice and called for support so that any accomplices would not steal him.

———

When Fang Han arrived in the 13th game with Catherine the next day, congratulations came from time to time. He completed a reward and received 100,000 US dollars.

They all smiled and shouted that Fang Han would treat him, and wanted to have a big meal and have some fun.

Fang Han smiled and agreed, letting Catherine take charge of the matter, and asked everyone to go to the bar to have fun after work. Everyone cheered and became more friendly to him.

Fang Han was in a good mood all morning and had good public security. He had nothing to do. He took a book to read and waited until noon for four people to have dinner together.

Having a meal at a fast food restaurant, Elton and Ingret appeared, wearing a suit and tie, and they were a successful person. They came opposite Fang Han and smiled at him.

Catherine and the other three moved their seats tactfully and asked them to chat alone.

"What's the matter?" Fang Han looked at them helplessly.

Ingret smiled and said, "Fang, congratulations, you caught a wanted criminal last night."

Fang Han said: "F-force information means being well-informed."

Elton showed an apology: "Fang, a bad news."

"Tell me." Fang Han continued to eat burgers. This burger was very good, with a good meat and a good taste, but the price was expensive, so there were not many people.

Elton said: "The investigation on the mercenary corps of Justice and Order has been suspended."

Fang Han stopped and looked up at the two of them.

Elton shrugged and said helplessly: "What does the upper part mean."

Fang Han frowned and looked at Ingret. It was no small matter that a member of parliament was assassinated. Those members shared the same hatred of the enemy and could even start a war.

Ingret glanced around and whispered: "Cia insisted, and the upper level was under pressure. He could only stop investigating."

"cia..." Fang Han pondered: "Why did you get involved with them?"

Ingret whispered: "The inside story is very complicated. The confidentiality level of this matter is extremely high. It is better not to know. Stop it."

"Interesting!" Fang Han smiled. There must be an inside story here. Thinking of what the United States often does, it is likely that he shot himself in the foot by shooting himself. He suddenly became interested.

"Stop it, Fang Han!" Ingret said.

Elton stared at him seriously: "Fang, this is not a joke!"

Fang Han said: "Okay."

Ingret said: "The order will come down soon. The suspect you catch will be handed over, too."

Fang Han pretended not to know anything. He didn't say anything about the black statue. Facing the powerful state machine, pretending to be confused is the best way at present.

"Fang, I heard that you saved Councillor Hawk?" Ingret asked.

Fang Han looked at her and smiled without answering.

Ingret said: "Mr. Hawke offended many people. It's better not to get too close to him!"

Fang Han said: "He is too young?"

Ingrid's head: "Genius is always envied. Those old guys will join forces to get rid of him. This is dirty politics!"

Fang Han sighed and nodded. No matter which country it is, these situations are inevitable, and they are human nature.

Ingret looked at him, Fang Han was as calm as an abyss, and she couldn't see through what he thought.

Ingret entered the F-Voice because he was very skilled in handling cases with his super high IQ and excellent observation and analysis skills. He was the top figure in the F-Voice.

She has been trying to understand Fang Han in depth, analyze his way of thinking, evaluate his threat level, and make application plans. Fang Han has a high martial arts value and a high threat, and needs to understand his way of thinking.

"Okay, I understand." Fang Han nodded at Ingrid.

Ingret said tactfully.

Seeing the two left, Fang Han opened Hawke's cell phone. Hawke's voice was weak and he said with a smile that he knew the news. Someone from above said hello. Let it go. Take revenge and find a chance. It is not advisable to continue to get entangled now.

Fang Han didn't say much and hung up his phone.

Things quickly calmed down. With the arrest of the young man, it seemed as if the entire Justice and Order Mercenary Group was arrested. Even the media did not mention it much and forgot about it.

Fang Han could see that this matter contained countless contests and struggles under the simplicity of the matter, which must have involved Hawk. As a member of parliament, he was assassinated but could not retaliate. How could Hawk tolerate it?

In the evening, when Fang Han taught McCan to practice, McCan revealed a little bit of verbalism, and Hawke didn't suffer much, and received generous compensation.

As for the mercenary group of Justice and Order, it involves overseas intelligence, and these members of the parliament are not very clear about it, and their ranks are not enough.

But he repeatedly warned Fang Han not to touch them again and could not be disturbed. Fang Han nodded and agreed. He would not move around in the limelight. These congressmen were avoiding it. It was really unwise to force themselves to come over.

———

On the weekend, he returned to Haitian, went to Qi Hairong's house on Saturday night, and got a bottle of Ruiqi wine.

Fang Han had sent five boxes of wine, two boxes to his teacher's wife Zhou Xiaochai, one box to Jiang Xiaowan, and the remaining two boxes were left to drink with his girlfriends.

On Saturday night, Li Tang celebrated his birthday with a good friend and held a banquet. Luo Ya and the others all went there. Fang Han was empty, so he took a bottle of Ruiqi wine and found Qi Hairong and drank with her.

Her face was better, her career stabilized, her pressure weakened, and her whole body was much more energetic. The two of them chatted while talking about trivial matters around them.

Luo Yaman was wearing a loose nightgown and could not hide her plump and graceful figure. She shook her wine glass lightly and asked in a hush: "Fang Han, do you know Xiaowan has a boyfriend?"

"Does Miss Xiaowan have a boyfriend?"

"A very good young man is fascinated by Xiaowan and is chasing him desperately. I think Xiaowan will fall into his hands sooner or later."

Fang Han remained silent.

"What's wrong?" Qi Hairong glanced at him sideways: "Are you unhappy?"

Fang Han shook his head: "I am happy for Sister Xiaowan, and I'm a little worried. Men are afraid of entering the wrong career and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man!"

"If you are worried, go and have a look tomorrow, I'll be with you too!"
Chapter completed!